"Zombie", there was no better word to describe his past life. Jason almost laughed. He had to rack his brains all day to earn money. In the spare time after working as a cow or a horse, he had to rack his brains to find entertainment to balance the pain of betraying himself. In any case, he could not let himself be idle. That was called "busy".
But now, it seemed that this " busyness " was to deliberately forget and cover up his " blindness ", to escape from a certain truth that he was unwilling to face and could not face.
However, because the truth was unavoidable, the only thing that could be used to cover it up could not be stopped for a moment.
Looking at the crowd in the banquet hall, Jason couldn't help but be surprised. How could there be so many " zombies "? And everything they did was so strikingly similar under the surface…
The burning rage had turned into suffocation.
However, in the face of this group of 'zombies', even the feeling of suffocation gradually cooled down and froze…
A little boy with shiny hair and a small suit was hiding behind a chair and peeking out. He was probably playing hide-and-seek with his companions. Not far away, two little girls of similar age were whispering at the door. It seemed that they were talking about their little secret. Opposite them, a chubby boy sat in a high baby chair. His mouth was full of sauce as he curiously looked at the two little beauties. At the same time, his mother was even putting food into his mouth.
Jason's heart tightened as he looked at the cute little guys. He could vaguely see an assembly line. It was completely automated, and there was no sign of life controlling its operation. This perfect assembly line only produced one product: zombies.
And these children were the raw materials that had not been completely destroyed. They enjoyed the last bit of freedom and the last bit of 'living' life before they were sent to this assembly line…
At the thought of this, the smile that the children had just infected Jason was completely destroyed by an involuntary twitch in his heart.
In an instant, an inexplicable and boundless hatred burst out, but seeing that there was no one controlling the endless production line, the explosion that was about to ignite suddenly lost its target again.
However, those children's bright smiling faces…
Jason didn't dare to continue watching.
He turned his gaze elsewhere, but his eyes swept past the faces of adults, who were covered in oil and had fake smiles on their faces…
Those children were not going to be sent to the " zombie " production line. They were already on it when they were born. Looking at the room full of finished products, Jason realized something that had never happened before.
This time, even the last bit of resentment disappeared. Jason felt that this production line that had no beginning and no end was perfect and simply a miracle. It did not need any external force at all and operated on its own. It would not lose any product and would never stop.
The next generation of products was directly produced on the assembly line--this was one of the steps in the process--and all the newly produced raw materials were automatically processed from the moment they were born.
In order for a raw material to become a qualified finished product, all the things that were harmful to a " zombie " had to be removed, and at the same time, those qualities that helped to become an excellent " zombie " had to be cultivated.
The first thing he had to do was to completely remove the true, independent, and free spirit that remained in the raw materials. What they had to cultivate, stimulate, and amplify was their desire for the fresh human flesh designated by the production line, which was also the desire for all the " good things " designated by it. It was best to have an infinite desire so that they would have a good appetite and a desire that would never be filled. Therefore, they would have an instinctive, eternal, and unsolvable fear of not being able to eat enough.
As long as there was an insatiable appetite and a deep-rooted fear of not being able to eat, a qualified zombie was basically completed. After that, the product could no longer survive in any other way than a zombie.
Because to a zombie whose soul had been completely emptied and only had desire left, it meant an unbearable endless emptiness and fear.
They were only allowed to retain one instinct, which was to chase after fresh meat and eat it without regard for anything else.
A zombie that was always hungry and afraid of not having enough food was a good zombie.
It was a perfect lasso. With it, one would not be far from creating an excellent " zombie ". Under this process, almost every zombie would become a superior product.
As the " eating " function was strengthened," eating " would become the master of all thoughts and actions of the zombies. Therefore, there were only two things left in the place where their souls were originally placed in their hearts: Emptiness and fear-what they wanted the most was to "eat"; The thing he was most afraid of was not having anything to eat.
In this way, a product that could be absolutely assured was completed. He would no longer cause any real trouble to the zombie production line. As long as he was given some meat, even a little bit of leftovers, he would do anything the production line asked him to do.
Here, all kinds of programs on the production line could be performed. If a fire ring was placed on the way for the zombies to reach the fresh meat, they would jump. If a dog hole was installed, they would crawl through it... There was nothing that they could not do.
There was an unwritten rule in the zombie world---only by satisfying the desires of other zombies could other zombies satisfy your desires, and the ability to satisfy your desires directly determined the " value " of a zombie.
Zombies did everything they could in their respective roles. They tried their best to curry favor with each other, licking each other's desires and pleasure centers, and put on all kinds of seductive clothes for these activities, thus making the zombie world colorful and dazzling. In this segment, one could appreciate the endless talents of the zombies. Many exciting programs were enough to make even the most demanding audience clap their hands and exclaim.
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